Chapter Years Ago: Chaos Eight
Jet and Metal and Ray expertly ran with powerful muscles in their legs. They sped like triplet turkeys all the way to the local Tim Hortons.
"Heyo," said Ray to the shop-owner, Charmy Bee.
Charmy looked up from his newspaper on stocks and insurance. He noticed Ray's beard was much longer than yesteryear. "So, you live…"
"Oh gosh cookie!" cried Metal Sonic. He looked with eyeing eyes. "I almost forgot that Ray and Charmy were the biggest rivals since the war of dentistry ended."
Jet was unfamiliar, but grew ears just in case.
Charmy put his hands in his helmet and withdrew a can of mayonnaise. He opened the cap of it and it smelled like very abominable substances.
Ray winced in pain at the odor. "I see you are still not liking my soul, rival…"
"Yup," said Charmy. He slathered the front desk in mayo.
Ray was very unhappy about the desk desecration. It reminded him of all that hard work down the drain.
"Charmy, we are here for a blessed reason," said Jet, affixing his ears to a head of lettuce. "We need hunky ab dudes to fight against a dangerous chaos!"
Charmy looked at his powerful abs in his portable mirror machine. He sighed and took them off. He handed them to Metal Sonic reluctantly. "These abs are my life, don't drop them…"
Metal saluted to the bumble guy and signed his name on the abs with a marker.
"Good," said Ray. "Now abs can control wholesome exclusivity."
Everyone agreed and broke into a six-pack of Reese's Cups.
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